#creedsmut

Nervous? Fraidy cat? Shy?

You could be one or a combination of the three.

He wants you. He told you this many times. Too many to keep count. And you want him too. You both just had an intense make-out session on his couch and the way he pulled you over his lap…the way his hands snaked up your waist…how he would shift his hips beneath you to hide his erection…how he took his time to kiss you…

“I need a shower.”

You blurted that out and climbed off of him. His fingertips tried to secure your waist but you where already walking up the stairs to his condo, finding his bathroom with ease. You cracked the door and stood at his luxe sink. Your eyes scanned the bathroom. Black marble: it’s beautiful, it’s elegant, it’s visually arresting. If you’re looking to add a little luxury, and a little drama, to your new bathroom, then black marble is the right choice. You look at your reflection and began to undress.

All you need is a nice hot shower —not too hot —and you’ll be ready for whatever happens next. He has a corner steam shower which is impressive, something you’d never seen before. Naked, braids in a bun, you climb in and close the glass door behind you. He has wall mounted body washes so you chose a coconut and vanilla scented one. You grab a folded African exfoliating sponge and lather it up. As you scrub your body, you can’t explain why the nervous feeling in your stomach wouldn’t go away.

After rinsing your body, you hear the glass shower door slide open and when you look over your shoulder, Damion is standing there, a black cotton towel wrapped loosely around his tapered waistline. You can’t hide, you’re exposed for him to see. Damion drinks you in slowly. You wait for him to speak, heart hammering in your chest. This wasn’t what you were expecting. But you can’t deny that it’s what you want. If it had to be in the shower, so be it.

Damion removed his towel with one hand and your eyes fell like a moth to a flame directly on his dick. You couldn’t tell because of how thick and fluffy the towel was, but he is hard and leaking pre-cum. And you thought the veins in his arms were intimidating. It’s nothing compared to the veins engorged beneath the sepia flesh of his thick shaft. This man is big everywhere. The V-cut to thigh ratio had you bracing yourself against the shower wall. His skin was flawless; unblemished. The gold chain around his neck with a circular pendant sat between his pecs.

“Hi.” He said, stepping into the shower and sliding the door gently shut behind him.

“Hi.” You respond.

He crowds you, your back hitting the shower wall. You’re looking up at him through your lashes, and he’s looking down at you with no intention of letting you out of his sight.

“I figured I could use a shower too. You don’t mind, do you?”

His deep voice sent shivers up your spine despite the heat of the filtered water.

“N–no.”

Your eyes drop to his chest. Beads of water covered his skin like splattered paint on a canvas. It was beautiful.

“Love,” Damion tilted your chin, “I’m tired of waiting.”

Your eyelids flutter and your lips part.

“…Can I have you?”

He planted his hands on the wall on either side of your head. Dipping his head lower, he started kissing your neck. Your head falls to the side to give him better access.

“Is that a yes?”

You nod your head.

“Words, baby girl.”

“Yes.”

Damion crashed his lips onto yours and as you kissed his hands explores. He’s squeezing your breasts, cuffing your ass, and fingering your pussy. Impatient, Damion brings one of your legs up, gets down on his knees, and starts eating your pussy. You brace yourself on a railing in the shower, afraid you’d fall from this awkward position. Damion had you and you were able to enjoy the pleasure he was giving you. Water fell over his body and it didn’t stop him from devouring you. He forced your thigh back and it smacked into the shower wall.

“Dame!” You moaned his name.

Your braids had fallen out of its bun at this point. You were about to climax in his mouth. With one final cry, you release into his mouth and he hums with approval.

“Good girl that’s what I like,” Damion is back on his feet now, “You know what else I like?”

“What’s that?”

You’re trying to catch your breath and him sucking on your nipples back and forth wasn’t helping. He finally stopped to look at you. You break eye contact to stare at his dick that keeps poking you in the thigh from it bouncing.

“I can’t help it,” Damion smiles at you.

You wrap your hands around his girth and Damion groans. He groaned like he’d waited his entire life for you to do that. Without a word, you’re on your knees, kissing his tip while stroking his shaft. It’s not like you hadn’t sucked dick before, you just hadn’t done it in a long time.

“Show me how you suck dick, baby,” Damion commanded.

One hand stroking, the other full of nuts, you suck him off and make sure it’s sloppy. Damion’s hands are on the wall and he’s looking down at you. He’s coaching you, talking nasty about how pretty you look with a big dick in your mouth. He says he likes the sounds your throat makes when you try to fit it all in. He says your hand is soft cradling his balls. He couldn’t wait to cum in your mouth.

“Fuuuck, baby,” Damion has one hand in your braids, gripping it tightly in his fist, “Damn.”

First time in a while tasting cum and it was great.

“C’mere,” Damion brings you to your feet and tongues you down, “Now, I’m taking that pussy. I’ve been waiting for this shit.”

He picks you up and while staring you in the eyes he finds your opening and glides himself in with his hips. You open up for him, sure, but it wasn’t easy. Damion can feel your legs tightening so he hooked his arms under your knees firmly and locked you in place. There is a ledge on the shower wall that Damion placed you on and before your ass could touch the ledge he was pumping his hips to feed your pussy hard dick.

“Unh! Dame! Wait! Wait,” you push at his chest, “Oh my god—”

You can’t believe how wet you are. You can’t believe how BIG he is.

“Keep that pussy open,” Damion said.

“Donnie,” Damion folds his arms, his muscles flexing, “you know I put it down better. Who had her running last time when I was eating the kat? Me,” Damion boasted, “It’s always been me.”

Adonis stood across from Damion, eyes sharp as he stared him down.

“Nothing to say, Donnie? You had so much to say earlier,” Damion laughed, “if we’re being honest, I put my name on that pussy with my tongue. Shit is mines, I’m just being nice and lettin’ you have a taste.”

“You done?” Adonis walked over to Damion with a bop in his step like he wanted to square up, “Because if I’m not mistaken, wasn’t it me that had her crying when I was tongue deep in that pussy?”

Damion clenched his jaw and gave Adonis a sly smirk.

“Hmm, you remember that, right? She squirted allllllllll over me,” Adonis lowered his voice dangerously, “And then I flipped her over and ate it from the back. She was begging for me to keep going that night, not once did she call for you.”

Damion waved Adonis away and turned to finish his drink. Adonis was still in his ear taunting him.

“Donnie, Donnie, please don’t stop,”

Damion cut his eyes at Adonis.

“Mmhm, yeah…and I didn’t stop.”

Damion shoulder checked Adonis while walking away. Adonis laughs, rolling his shoulder before picking up his own drink to finish.

“Check this out, bruh, How about we go ask her and see what she says? Ain’t no use in arguing about it. Only way we’ll know is if we ask the lady herself.”

Adonis mulled it over, arching a single brow while deep in thought.

“Aye,” Damion took his place next to Adonis in their man cave, “All we gotta do is ask. I already know what she’ll say, but if it’ll pick your bruised ego up off the floor, why not?”

“Shut the fuck up,” Adonis shakes his head, knocking back the last drop of Hennessy, “Bet. We ask her. Ain’t no way she’ll say you. After the morning head I gave her, she’ll be thinking about me and only be, BRUH.”

“Let’s go then,” Damion pat Adonis on his back roughly, “Put that glass down. She right upstairs taking a bubble bath.”

“I know where she is, nigga.”

Both men stroll out of the basement and climb the stairs two at a time. They would shove each other as they ascended the stairs to the master bathroom, trying to be the first to enter like it was some kind of race. As they entered their room, they could see straight into the bathroom and there she was, sitting in the jacuzzi tub with bubbles covering her body from the chest down. She had one leg draped over the side of the tub and she was nursing a glass of red wine in her hand. Adonis and Damion shoved into the bathroom at the same time and she looked up at them both, confusion written all over her face.

“Hey,” She sat up, breasts coming out of hiding and looking delectable covered in soap and water, “Everything okay?”

Adonis was spaced out, staring at her breasts with his mouth hanging open. Damion tapped him on the chest and he came back to the present.

“It’s all good, just came to get your opinion on something me and Adonis were debating about,” Damion’s eyes fell to her chest as well and then he looked up at her face, “Ain’t that right, D?”

“Yeah. We need to ask you a question, baby girl. You can be honest with us, okay? No need to lie.”

She scrunched her face, “What would I need to lie about?”

Adonis and Damion shared a look with each other. Damion has his arms crossed, rocking back and forth on his heels and Adonis has his hands in the pockets of his black joggers, shoulder shrugged.

“Fuck it,” Adonis blurted out, “Which one of us eat your pussy the best? Dame? or me?”

She looked from Adonis to Damion before bursting into a fit of giggles.

“What?! You serious?” She sat up in the tub.

“Yeah,” Damion said with a straight face, “Dead serious.”

“Just tell us,” Adonis said, “Which one of us takes the title as best pussy eater?”

The smile on her face disappeared when she realized both of them were deadly serious. Now, she was avoiding their eyes, mouth tightly sealed.

“Baby girl?” Damion said.

“Princess?” Adonis said.

She gave them a nervous shrug, “I—I don’t know. I mean…I—Damion you’re—Adonis you—”

Damion and Adonis glance at each other, seemingly impatient.

“Baby,” Adonis cocks his head to the side, “We both know the answer.”

“No, no. She knows what time it is, ain’t that right, beautiful?” Damion said.

She opened her mouth to speak but no words came out. Adonis blew out his breath and Damion threw his hands up.

“She’s just tryna be nice.” Damion said.

“Listen,” She finally spoke, “I really can’t answer that.”

“Why?” They both said in unison.

“I—I just,” She seemed to cower beneath their fierce gazes, “I can’t chose.”

Damion twisted his lips, stroking his stubble. Adonis scratched the back of his head, cutting his eyes at Damion. Damion felt his eyes on him and the moment they looked at each other, a light bulb seemed to go off.

“Well…why don’t we help you out?” Adonis nudged.

She looked up from her place in the tub at Adonis, then her eyes slowly landed on Damion who was staring at her.

“I don’t see why not. Maybe you need us to eat you out now to give you more of a perspective.”

She gripped the edge of the tub firmly.

“What do you think?” Adonis questioned.

“Nah, she want it. Look at her,” Damion smirks, “She making that little pouty face that she usually do when she horny.”

Adonis gave her a dimpled smile, “She definitely is,” he looked her up and down, “Grab her towel and I’ll help her out of the tub.”

Damion turned to grab her towel and Adonis walked up to the tub. She held her hands up and he picked her up swiftly, soapy water splashing and some of it landing in his body. He placed her on her feet and then he dragged his eyes up and down her glistening frame. The soap was rolling down her body and that pussy that he loved to taste was smooth and phat between her thighs.

Damion walked up to her and started drying her off. While he was focused on doing that, Adonis started kissing her neck, and then his hand ended up between her thighs to feel her pussy. Damion noticed and chuckled before shoving his hand out of the way. She was just standing there, looking at the both of them, trying to internally prepare herself for what these two men had in store for her. After Damion threw her over his shoulder, Adonis slapped her on the ass and followed behind them and into the bed room.

They didn’t even waste time, she was on her back in the middle of the bed and both of them were taking off their white beaters. Shirtless, chiseled, and looking undeniably sexy, both men crawled onto the bed and took their place at each side of her. Adonis had one thigh and Damion the other.

“Don’t hold back either,” Damion teased.

You stressing? Crying? Worrying? He’s gonna eat the pussy to make you feel better 🥹 and he’ll do it as many times as he needs to just so he can put a smile on your face.

“Baby, lay back. Let me make you feel better.”

And you don’t fight him. He’s undressing you from the waist down and pushing your thighs back. As soon as his lips touch your lower lips you instantly forget what you were stressing about and crying over. Your ranting turns into moans, your tears of sadness turns into tears of pleasure.

Foreplay is honesty his favorite thing about sex.

After spending time kissing you, caressing your body over your clothes, whispering in your ear, and giving you lots of nipple play, he’s ready to see what that pussy is looking like.

The more he works you up, the better the mess. You’re on your back, and he’s kissing you almost feather-like across your lower belly, also dipping his tongue in your navel. Eye contact is another must for him. With his eyes still connected with yours, he goes lower, kissing the tops of your thighs and down to your feet. Damion situates himself between your legs and then takes each leg and nibbles and kisses.

He does this all the way up until he reaches your inner thighs. Now that he’s there, he can see your hips tilting up towards his mouth, silently begging him to taste you now. Damion has your legs pushed up and he’s holding you by the back of your calves, your hips lifting from the bed. Now, Damion is kissing and sucking on your ass cheeks and you start to wiggle because it feels so good and if only he was doing that on your clit.

His tongue swiped the seam of your ass and you moan. Now, he’s licking just below your pussy and now you’re becoming vocal.

“Damion…please…stop teasing me,” You beg.

He chuckles and then he spreads your thighs. Damion is now looking up at you while laying flat on his abdomen. His lips look moist and his eyes are taking you in deeply. His face is inches away from your pussy.

“I’m not tryna tease you, baby, I’m just working you up, that’s all,” Damion smiles.

His eyes finally take in your pussy. It’s soaked and practically leaking. With his fingers, he spreads your lips and that sound he loves makes him grunt. The sound close to mac and cheese stirring in the pot. Wet and gushy.

“You see how wet you are down here?” Damion asks.

“Yes,” you bite your lip.

“This is what I want. More for me to taste,” Damion put his whole mouth over your pussy and started slurping away like your pussy was a peach overflowing with juices.

You moan loudly and grab onto the back of Damion’s head. He’s using the flat part of his tongue and his lips at the same time. Whenever he gets to your clit, he’ll pinch it with his full lips and suck it gently while the tip of his tongue wiggled. Your knees buckled causing your thighs to clamp down on Damion’s head.

*pops your inner thigh* “keep your legs open.”

He inserted his middle finger, thrusting it in and out of your while working his entire mouth over your folds. Spit and your lubricant soak the sheets beneath you. Damion is fueled by your cries of ecstasy and seeing your back arch from the bed.

Damion folds you in half, your lower body lifted from the bed, his large hands cuffing your ass, and his mouth on your pussy. At this point, you can do nothing but moan, say his name, and take it because he has you locked down with nowhere to run.

“Dame! Dame! I’m gonna cum!”

Damion brings your hips back down to the bed and then he uses the tip of his expert tongue to flick your clit. He knew that this would send you over the edge. You have both of your hands on the back of his head how, your body quivering as you become consumed with overwhelming pleasure.

“Cum in my mouth,” Damion commands.

His words opened the flood gates and you released into his mouth. Damion didn’t miss one drop. It took for you to push his head away to make him stop. Damion finally sat up and he licked his lips. His face, neck, and chest was covered in your juices. Damion climbed over you and bent down for a kiss. The taste of yourself on his tongue turned up the heat.

Just imagine Dame and Adonis eating your pussy at the same time!

they got your legs back, one on each side and both of their mouths are on you. Then they take turns back and forth making you cum back to back in their mouth! And then they’re soft lips is kissing you all over and sucking on your nipples—

WHOEVER WROTE THIS GO TO JAIL! 😩😩

“Damn, baby.”

Adonis had slipped into the bathroom to join his wife in the shower after their second fuck session. They were currently staying at the Venetian Las Vegas hotel for the weekend to celebrate a win for one of the boxers Adonis trains. It was another win under the retired boxers belt and he couldn’t wait to go back to their room and celebrate with just the two of them. Everyone else were club hopping and Adonis wasn’t in the mood for that. Plus, his honey was looking extra good.

Adonis couldn’t deny he was a lot more aggressive in bed tonight than he usually is. While his girl had her back turned to him, the water from the rainfall shower head cascading down her hourglass frame, Adonis noticed love bites on her shoulder and bruises on her hips. There was even a scratch on her back. She wiped the glass shower door to get rid of the condensation so she could see him better. Adonis opened the shower door and stepped inside. He immediately turned her around so he could examine her marks.

“Shit, I did all this…I’m so sorry, baby,” Adonis pressed his forehead against the back of her head before he dragged his lips across her shoulder with his bite mark, “I swear, I don’t know what got into me.”

He stroked her shoulder with his thumb. She rested her hand on top of his and looked up at him with a reassuring smile and sultry eyes.

“Donnie, it’s okay,” she leaned in closer to his face, “I enjoyed it,” her lips met his and she gave him a lingering kiss before pulling away.”

“It doesn’t hurt?” Adonis asked while his eyes examined the other marks, “Not even this scratch? I don’t even remember doing this.”

The scratch was in the center of her spine.

“I do,” She turned to face him completely, “When you had me arched at the end of the bed, you were about to cum and I kept telling you to go faster…and faster…because I was so close,” She brought her hands up to rest against his sculpted chest and she kept her eyes locked on his with her soaking wet body pressed against his, “I could feel you growing stiffer inside of me and then you used one hand to pull my hair and the other to drag your hand down my back. I felt the stinging sensation when you scratched me…but all it did was make me cum harder.”

Adonis grabbed her by her face and practically stuck his tongue down her throat. They exchanged spit as their tongues circled each other’s. Adonis brought his hand down to slap her ass and she giggled into his mouth. She finally pushed away from him and turned around so grab some body wash.